Her hair was the colour of redemption,
She had almond lips, her skin was alive,
She was looking for a new saviour,
Didn't want to be left behind,
Have you ever seen the girl with clouds in her eyes?
Her face is clear as the summer's day,
She was eternally alive.
She leaves me breathless, hypnotised, mystified,
This is the power of the crucified: an endless life.
She don't wear cheap distractions like the neon ghost inside,
She's addicted to the experience, and all the scars that she could find,
She makes me hear the Earth spin,
I've been a broken penny in a well,
She is the spine laid in my back,
Got me holding my breath again.
She leaves me breathless, hypnotised, mystified,
This is the power of the crucified: an endless life.
She leaves me breathless, hypnotised, mystified,
This is the power of the crucified: an endless life.
